Legend of Fu Yao

The moonlight of this night is very beautiful, and the moonlight shines like the sterling silver of 99.9 percent of the color. It is bright and bright, full and complete, and the sky is clear, like a finely woven silk satin, and the stars are scattered. , from tens of millions of light years to shoot out the light of the annihilation.

Not long ago, there was a snow, the air was cool and refreshing, and the mountains in the distance overlooked the glorious event in this small town.

Yuan Zhaozhen, with a smile coming to her.

Meng Fu’s gaze, slowly from the ninth bougainvillea, the dark black inlaid silver boots, moved to the slender legs wrapped in black trousers, moved to the silver belt to kill the tight waist, moved to the width and moderation More than one point and one point is not so perfect. The shoulders of the perfect line are moved to the lips of a faint smile, and moved to the glamorous eyebrows of the fascinating scent. Finally, I look at the hustle and bustle of the sea.

Against that eye, she raised her most beautiful smile.

It’s really amazing, Yuan Zhaozhen...

In memory, he rarely wears a color other than a light-colored robes. Meng Fu Sha is the first time he sees him wearing a heavy black, but feels that it is hard for someone in the world to wear black as an incomparable extravagance. Gorgeous, exquisite and Gaohua, he is very good at dressing up, more elegant and more elegant than the usual day, so that the full court is full of excitement and breathing.

At his feet, the deep red bougainvillea was working hard, and the branches were still inexhaustible, all the way down, and there was a kind of humility that voluntarily fell into the dust.

In the courts, they covered the face of the fan and covered their faces. From the back of the fan, they squinted at him. Yuan Zhaoxuan only looked at Meng Fu Sha.

Still the young man dressed up as Meng Fu shake, thin, although recently desperately to support her, in his view is still thin, men's clothing wrapped around her good body, but still can see the waist and long legs People, the eyes are flying, the eyes are big and bright, and a glance is like looking into the clearest clear spring.

She laughs and smiles a little more beautiful than the bougainvillea. In peacetime, she always compares a smile with a sorrowful smile. She laughs never as pure as this moment.

The smell of food is mixed with butter candles in the wind. It is a bit smoky, like a person with a slight anxiety and a slight sway.

Meng Fu wave smiled and greeted him, a standard court gentleman ceremony, gently said, "My guest."

Yuan Zhaoxuan looked at her deeply, half awkwardly. "When you shake, you have a beautiful men's dress. But, is there a matching women's dress?"

Meng Fu shook and didn't answer, and made a gesture to Yao Xun's good life to explain to Yuan Zhaoyu, and he made a speech.

Lifting a special crystal cup, but unfortunately the wine is not as good as the current brewing. This is not the season of wine making. Meng Fu Sha is only replaced by the famous "Pear Spring White" in Zhongzhou. The wine in the cup is clear and clear, and the eyes of Meng Fu shake the smile. The atmosphere gradually calmed down, people learned her, picked up the wine glass, looked at the young and magical city owner, Yuan Zhaoyu was sitting far away, his fingertips gently turned the cup, listening to the boy talking, the voice was clear and crisp.

"I have been here for seventeen years. This is the first time that I have been through Yuanxiao, er, the last time I passed Yuanxiao, or the last life."

Underneath a kind of ridiculous laughter, I feel that the jokes of the jokes are joking. Only Yuan Zhaozhen did not laugh. He put down his glass and stared at Meng Fu.

"I used to think that these seventeen years were really bad for seventeen years. I lost my most precious things and came to a place I didn't want to come. However, I suddenly found out that God has taken away some of your things and will definitely return I will give you some compensation. For example, I saw some very good people and met some good things, such as I met you, you."

She smiled and toasted, and began to applaud. Meng Fu’s eyes waved through the crystal cup and looked at Yuan Zhaoxuan.

I met you.

Yuan Zhaoyu raised his eyes and greeted her. His fingers slowly rubbed through the smooth and smooth cups, which were gentle and meticulous, like some delicate and considerate minds in Capricorn.

"This is a reunion festival. I have regretted that my reunion has been broken up. Maybe my reunion will still be broken up by my fate, but I think that having this day will probably make up for many of the permanent defects."

She smiled a little, and there was a smile in her smile, a tear that was hard to be noticed.

"I want to take this opportunity, thank the people I want to thank, thank you for meeting, helping, supporting and giving, thanking those who cherish, companion, understanding and tolerance, because with these, I feel unlucky that I am not completely ruined by God. Give up, but succumb to my selfish acceptance and incompetent reward, so I pulled so many of you and wanted to use your blessings to broaden my thickness of gratitude."

Some people are laughing at the bottom, more people are thinking, Meng Fu shakes his eyes and does not look at the corner, only that the gaze is far away, the heat is deep, burning her will.

Her voice suddenly subsided.

"I want to thank this person. His life is also lonely. It is like a high-rise building. Looking at the horizon, everything is exhausted. There is no meaning of joy. This is his fate and Talent, I can't do anything, and the ominous pre-feeling may one day my existence will add to the loneliness, so I make up for it in advance, send my gift - this is a lively, I sent it, it is your lively; It is a special excitement that you have never experienced before in your life; it is a joy, fullness, uniqueness, and the most common and intimate atmosphere in the red and white."

She raised her glass, closed her eyes, and sighed in general. "But I hope you like it."

There was silence in the courtyard, and the red men and the green women looked at the city owners who were laughing and loving, and who were extraordinary in their minds. They were strange and shocked in their eyes, and they were puzzled by the deep meaning and sorrow contained in these words. The sentimental **** have begun to groan. They don’t understand what Meng Fu’s is saying. Who is it, only who feels that there is no reason for the heart, but there is an unspeakable feeling in the heart, and the heart has risen. A thin mist, like a dewdrop of ice.

They raised their cups, and they were very jealous and very sincere. "But I hope you like it."

Those soft blessings sounded like a small wind, and Yuan Zhao’s hand was always stable like a meteorite hand, and suddenly he shook.

The crystal cup slipped in the palm of your hand, almost slipping out of the palm of your hand, some of the wine splashed in the palm of your hand, and then rolled down the texture of the skin.

Yao Xun was beside him, and he hurriedly handed over a sweat towel. Yuan Zhao took it, but took it to clean the table without splashing wine.

Yao Xun looked at Yuan Zhaoxuan with a big eye--I can't imagine that Yuan Zhaoxuan would actually have this kind of withdrawal, but the fact is that it happened, and this one is still calm and calm.

Yao Xun suddenly had a bit of sour taste. He suddenly understood the meaning of Meng Fu’s last paragraph. People like Yuan Zhaoyu, except for their natural and calm personality, are afraid that they are different from others in small environments and education. Is there any life that is so graceful? And what kind of sacrifice and sacrifice is needed to achieve such calmness and grasp the calmness of everything? His life will inevitably not have the richness and joy of ordinary people.

Yao Xun groaned, thinking that Meng Fu Sha looked very bold and incomprehensible, and inside, it was also meticulous.

How do they know each other, how rare?

Yao Xun sighed and quietly retreated. He wanted to see if the flowers in the quiet room were wilted by the candles. Otherwise, change a few more. This is a perfect gift carefully prepared. Don't let any flaws destroy it.

The liquor of Yuan Zhaoyu’s palm gradually dried up. He watched Meng Fu shake his toast and dried up, and then slowly lifted his cup, but did not drink it immediately, but a mouthful, as if drinking After this time, I can no longer have the next time, the cherished mouth is finished.

The dance has already started, the young girls who have learned the dance are both right, the exquisite riding, the fluttering dance skirts, the moving arcs of those flying, the scent of the red and the folk, the colorful blurred.

Those who belong to him, she is so painstaking and cherished, and lively.

There is a touch of wine between the fingers, blurred, illusory, like a beautiful dream.

He didn't drink, but he was drunk.

Opposite, the agile girl raised her face and still had some rude **** sitting next to him, laughing. "I am eloquent?"

Her face is red, her smile is a bit unnatural, and she is a little embarrassed about her sensation.

Yuan Zhaoxuan answered the question, "The wine is beautiful."

Meng Fuyao looked at him with some sorrow. He felt that Yuan Zhaozhen was somewhat different, but he could not see what was wrong. He was thinking about how to seduce him to dance, and suddenly heard someone at the door.

Meng Fu shakes the probe to see, a shadow flashes past, actually it is the Hu Sang girl, Hu Sang girl since the night of the gods day, I was sick, I am still sick, I am still looking for Yuan Zhaoyu, Yuan Zhao Wei naturally never sees, Meng Fu shakes the dance to avoid problems, does not ask her, and then she does not dare to face Yuan Zhaoyu's anger again, do not want this girl so infatuated, actually came, Meng Fu shakes his eyes, see She actually wore a dress and dance dress, and saw that she was sewing herself. It was a bit nondescript, but it was very clever to retain all the designs that showed the figure. The waist was not tight and the chest was full, and the chest was full. Jump, like a pair of pigeons waiting to take off.

She was stopped at the entrance of the garden, and she did not want to go in. The guards cast their embarrassing eyes on Meng Fu Sha, and Meng Fu’s distressed nose was in the sky.

Oh, she doesn't dare...

However, I listened to Yuan Zhao’s faint words. “Shake, a lively... is this your gift?”

"Ah?" Meng Fu swayed and turned his head. "I am so lyrical, I am crying myself, are you still not satisfied?"

Yuan Zhaoxuan just smiled, his eyes suddenly turned to a quiet room after a cluster of flowers, where the window fan was half-covered, and a flower was beautifully explored.

Meng Fu shook and shook his head. "I said that your life is not interesting..." She stood up and pulled her hands over Yuan Zhaoyi. "Is it going to go to a place with me? I might sell you there." Go, don't go anywhere."

Yuan Zhaoyu let her pull away and smile. "You don't sell me to me."

The two sneaked into the quiet room from the flowers, and regardless of the Husang girl outside. When they entered the door, Yuan Zhaoyu smashed it. This room is much brighter than the outside. The wall is inlaid with crystal glass and is lined up in a row. The copper lamp, the light reflects the crystal, and there is no radiant effect. The huge light purple drapery hangs down from the dust, flowing like water, the ground is covered with the same color carpet, beautifully woven, decorated with flowers everywhere. Surrounded by white porcelain bottles, the more delicate and delicate petals and branches are revealed.

Meng Fu shakes the elf like a turn in the house, said, "First give you a different gift, then my gift is the finale."

She smiled and pointed at the wall, squeezed her eyes and signaled Yuan Zhao to find herself.

Yuan Zhaoxuan’s gaze was slightly swept away. He had already discovered that there was a hidden door. He reached out and slammed a pop-up drawer. Then he slammed a drawer and popped a box. Then he slammed a smaller box into the box...

Meng Fu shakes a drop of cold sweat...

Fortunately, I finally finished it. The last box popped up. Yuan Zhaoyi was about to uncover. The box had been forced to wait for the "gift" to stand up and climb out of noble, gentleman, fat, and black. The ingot of the small tuxedo.

The smallest tuxedo in the universe looks like a model. The most intriguing ingots in the universe are more solemn than clothes.

Today is a grand day, today is a very important day!

Yuanbao adults pulled the tuxedo and covered their round belly and fat buttocks. They felt that they were heroic and completely complete with the master.

Of course, this dress is not made by itself. It is sponsored by Meng Fu Sha, and a certain Japanese yen treasure came to inspect Meng Fu Sha to do something, but see Meng Fu Sha is drawing a pattern to the needle woman, in which Meng Fu shakes a tuxedo Being looked at by the Yuanbao adults, I felt that the tail was very conforming to its sacred temperament, so I dragged Meng Fu to the map, and Meng Fu shook at the recent bad luck that the big aunt had come twice a month, so The ingot version of the tuxedo was born.

Of course, this is not the main event. The highlight is the gift of Yuanbao adults.

Yuanbao’s adult man dragged a long piece of paper from the box, and quickly spread it out on the table in front of Yuan Zhaoyu’s thunder, and sat proudly on the side, waiting proudly. The master's "surprise is moved, so far."

Meng Fu shakes curiosity. I don't know if this mouse **** has been secretly engaged for a long time. I have been refused to show her what it is. It looks like a probe. The eyeball suddenly falls.

A... love letter.

The paper is covered with messy crepes, some of the cakes are smashed, and some have words on them. They are arranged in turn, although they are slanted, but they are tied together to look like a love letter.

"I (you have a hole in a hole) like you, every night (hole cake) wants to be with you (hole cake), do not care (hole cake) (hole cake) (hole cake), I am Most (hole cake) your... (hole cake) happy day..."

"You are really smart!" Meng Fu shakes and exclaims, "Your keywords are all smashed in the hole, how implicit and alternative confession."

Yuanbao adults rolled their eyes and I know which words to use? A lot has been eaten by me!

The person who was confessed to Yuan Zhaozhen, looked at the chin with a deep and unpredictable look, and looked at the "pie love letter" carefully. The Yuanbao adults looked at him with a slap in the face, and a young man's heart thumped.

Half a sigh, Yuan Zhaoyu finally finished reading, slowly stripped the paper roll and put it into the sleeve, and the ingots were immediately surprised.

"Ingots..."

Yuanbao adults raised their ears.

"I believe that there is progress in literacy. Have you recently asked someone to make up the class?"

Yuanbao adults nodded shyly.

"It’s written very well."

Yuanbao adults are fascinated by their eyes...

"I will consider it when I write a 3,000 words next time."

......

Cool and cool the insulted Yuanbao adults, Yuan Zhaoyu asked it to go to the box to continue to make up the class, Meng Fu shakes the ingot with a pity of eyes, took a sweat towel, smashed in his hand, smiled "Hey, next show, little Loli wants to throw down the wolf..."

Yuan Zhao crouched on the chair and looked at her lazily. The black and white eyes were shining brightly under the glare of the lights.

Meng Fu shakes the evil smile for a long time, and finds that the Yuan students don’t care, they have to swear. "Leave your eyes and change your tricks."

Yuan Zhaoxiao smiled. "You have so many flowers today."

Meng Fu shrugged. "Do it, you have to do a full set, and this is all learned from Grandma Qiongyao." She covered her eyes and smiled. "Wait for me." Then he got into a secret door.

Yuan Zhaoyi blindfolded his eyes and looked up slightly. His mouth was like a smile. He was a man. A thin cloth couldn’t stop his clear five senses. He heard the sound of shattering in the compartment. That was The sound of the clothes being gently removed is the smooth soft satin that rubs against the sound of the same smooth skin. It is the sound of long hair and dreams falling, the sound of the crispy heel hitting the ground, and the sound. He didn't understand it. It was a long slide. It sounded like something was being drawn. With Meng Fu's gentle inhalation, the inhalation sound was so swaying, and the human heart shook a little.

Unfortunately, this tremor was quickly interrupted by someone killing the scenery. "...Mom is so tight...", "By relying on...to lose weight...", "This neckline...this neckline...the slaying Yao Xun..." "Is this a shoe? This is a squeeze machine!"

Yuan Zhaozhen couldn't help but smile. Hearing the sound of the skirt dragging on the carpet, he reached out and gently untied the tape.

The spring glows, and the bougainvillea that is in full bloom is eclipsed.

At the first sight of Yuan Zhaoyu, he saw a white and delicate cleavage.

It is a shallow arc, with the snow that is not contaminated by the color of the mountains and the warmth of the best jade of the texture. It is the most attractive sketch of the **** of creation, only this one. Style.

On the touch of the arc, it is a large white glare, and it is like the perfect jade carving.

Calmly calm like Yuan Zhaozhao, his face is also reddish, but the careless Meng Fu Sha did not find himself bent over the cloth belt, inadvertently exposed the spring, she straightened up, back two steps, unfolding the group, To the Yuan Zhaoxuan, cast a beautiful court ceremony.

In the crystal light, there is a more embarrassing person, the palace dance dress with the flaming red brocade embroidery, the upper body tightened, the black pearl tassels, the thin waist and the chest, the posture is long, the skirt starts from the waist. Discounted, more lined with the waist and muscles, the large skirts are scattered underneath, each fold is embroidered with a complex pattern of pearlescent dark lines, and the skirts in the action are fluttering like twinkling layers of light. Thousands of dreams.

Such as cloud black hair, with a simple but expensive agate 簪 elegantly rolled up, only in front of the forehead slightly curled up a glimpse of hair, but also lined out the white as jade's smooth forehead.

Meng Fu smiled slightly, and the glamour of the whole body suppressed the crystal of the room full of glory, mysterious, noble, elegant, and gorgeous.

Her warm colors, such as her ivory skin, her long black hair and eyes, or the fresh, bright temperament in her blood, make it all perfect.

Yuan Zhaoxuan looked at her like a goddess who was covered with a veil for a long time and suddenly burst into the air.

He inhales gently, and the road is extremely low. "Swinging..."

"Ok?"

"This dress..."

Meng Fu looked at him nervously. Does he think that this dress is too weird and ugly?

Yuan Zhaoxuan's gaze lifted slightly, and she showed her snow-colored neck. She said, "Can you just wear it to me?"

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Hell, do you think that I like to wear this? Not just to dance, hey, wear this exhausted person, I didn't dare to eat dinner, I won't be guilty of sin."

She blinked her eyes, gracefully leaned over and handed her hands. "Mr. Dear Sir, can I ask you to dance?"

The voice just fell, the sound of the bamboo string in the compartment, the elegant poetic melody, the tunes are familiar with the phonological Yuan Zhaoyu.

"The Blue Danube," Meng Fu shook his head and smiled with a little bit of nostalgic color. "The classic of John Strauss, although a bit out of shape, but I have not heard this tune for many years..."

Yuan Zhaoyu looked at her look. At this moment, she looked sad and far away. The things in her eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of distant mountains. He couldn’t figure out the darkness of his eyes, but he smiled. Hold her hand, "Her Majesty, I am waiting for your teaching."

Meng Fu shook back to God, smiled, listened to music, and carefully taught Yuan Zhaoxuan, moving forward, backwards, traversing, foot, reflexive, swinging, leaning...

Time passed quietly, and Yuan Zhao’s school was so amazing that after a small half hour, he let go of Meng Fu’s shake and smiled gently. According to the waltz etiquette that Meng Fu taught him before, he bowed slightly and politely. Behind one hand, one hand reaches for Meng Fu Sha:

"Beautiful lady, can I invite you to dance?"

Meng Fu smiled and gently lifted his hand into his palm. "My honor."

The moonlight is like silver, over the heavy roof, over the pearls, and the glamorous men and women in the radiant light, seeing the fingers, the light waist, the drifting dance, and the looking smile.

The music is gentle as water, and moves like a ribbon in the room. It embraces gently in the rhythm of the water, feels the beauty of the curve of the body, feels the calm and exuberant moments of soothing and agitated heartbeat, feels the brisk skirts, and the roundabout The undulating and undulating, each falling and swinging, is a painting of Huaguang glare.

Yuan Zhaoxuan’s palm fell gently on Meng’s waist, and the skin under his palm drifted like a fish swimming. This elf-like woman also swims like a fish into the river of his life. She is so smart. Jumping away, suddenly disappeared, he used all of himself to accommodate, and did not want to let her completely out of their territory.

Before meeting her, he thought that all things in this life would be boring in his own hands, just like the high-rises alone, the mountains and rivers are unobstructed.

However, she gave him a surprise, even if he exhausted his life, he couldn't get any more surprises.

In the sky, the world is full of enthusiasm, and I am intoxicated tonight.

He was drunk, and he never wanted to be free from the subtle feelings that dragged his heart.

Yuan Zhao was drunk. He was sober in the past 25 years, but he found a feeling of sorrow in this unforgettable birthday. For the first time in 25 years, he completely closed his five knowledge and did not want to let anything. The coherent people and things disturb the extravagant warmth of this moment.

Because of this, he did not find that there was a lot of disturbance in the outside garden. He did not find that Hu Sang rushed into the garden. She did not find that she had collapsed herself because of the bloated dress, just to push the flowers that blocked the quiet room, so She squatting on the ground, together with the guests singing and dancing in the garden, saw the scene of the quiet room in the window.

They saw the flaming lights in the room, the silk fluttering, the flowers blooming in the white bottle, the crystals hanging on the wall, all of which were beautiful, but not really the eye-catching scene.

They saw the beautiful and charming woman in the arms of the eye-catching man, saw his graceful and graceful dance steps, and saw the flaming dance skirt dancing the continuous rotation, the beautiful group of gorgeous fascinating The pattern of the waves is flying, seeing the endless light rotations and swings of the waves, seeing the various shapes that look like the moonlight essence and the sun, and see the beautifully curved jade arm. The room is full of stars and glows like poetry.

Seeing the man gazing slightly, and the woman smiled and raised the delicate jaw, saw the gaze of the cross, and saw her spinning in his arms, like a fish leaping in the blue sea, seeing their curves fit each other. The body, and each other at this moment no one can surpass the glory of the era.

Hu Sang’s girl has always kept such awkward posture, she has forgotten to get up, she has been obsessed with the two people in the window, her self-esteem and self-confidence in such non-stop dance Wringed and smashed, this most beautiful girl in Yaocheng has enjoyed the pursuit of the tribe for many years. She thought she could afford all the people in this world. However, today, she finally understands that some people can never catch up with it. The distance is as far away as the deep valley to the sky, like him, and her.

She groaned like that, and suddenly began to cry, for the love that had already been doomed before she started.

No one noticed her crying, and no one even remembered to pull her up. Everyone maintained the initial position, fixedly watching the long window, watching the gorgeous men and women who were embracing each other, watching this night. The turbulent waves are so strange that I look at this long wind, under the moonlight, in the glow.

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At this moment, the time is condensed, everything is silent, no one knows, a few miles away, a ride over the long loess road, hoofs, smashing the cold moon, and flying.

Towards, Yao Cheng.